All Chapters of Let Me Go, Boss!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER 21Riley’s PovI couldn’t keep sitting around, waiting for Andrew to make the next move. Caleb was right—if I wanted to clear my name and get out from under this mess, I needed to take action. So, I did what any desperate person would do—I called the problem directly.My fingers shook as I dialed Andrew’s number. The phone rang twice before his smooth, cocky voice answered.“Well, if it isn’t the famous Riley. Enjoying the headlines? Did you call to thank me for making you the most talked-about assistant in sports?”I forced my voice to sound casual. “Andrew, we need to talk. You and I both know what you wrote is twisted.”He chuckled. “Come on, babe. Don’t take it personally. I’m just doing my job—reporting the truth.”I bit back the urge to scream. “What you wrote isn’t the truth, and you know it. Can we just… meet? Talk this out like adults?”Andrew hesitated, then gave a low hum. “Why? So you can cry on my shoulder? Or maybe try to get me to change the story? Not happening

Riley’s POVI followed Jax down the corridor, heels clicking against the polished floor. He didn’t slow down or glance back. Just stormed forward like the hallway owed him answers.By the time we reached his office, he was already inside, pacing like a bomb about to blow.The door slammed shut behind me.I stayed quiet.For a second, I thought he might yell. That some final explosion was coming, one I wouldn’t walk away from this time. But when he stopped, when his hands fell to the edge of his desk and his shoulders rose and fell in sharp, uneven breaths, I realized something else was coming.“I’m suing Andrew Porter,” he said finally.My brows pulled together. “What?”He turned to face me, his jaw clenched. “For libel and blackmail. Both. My legal team’s already drafting it.”I blinked. “You’re serious?”His gaze locked onto mine. “Dead serious.”Silence.“So now you believe me?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.“I do.”Those two words, as small as they were—knocked the air out of me.

Riley’s POVThe restaurant Leo chose was tucked into a side street in Midtown—modern, moody, and elegant, the kind of place that made you feel expensive just by sitting down. He’d made a reservation under his name, and the hostess lit up like a Christmas tree the second he stepped inside. She tucked her hair behind her ears as she gestured for us to follow her.She escorted us to a private booth near a window with a view of the city skyline. The lights outside shimmered, casting little diamonds across the glass. The waiter brought a bottle of wine without even asking, and Leo just winked at me when I raised an eyebrow.“Do you come here often, Mr. Carter?” I teased, letting the weight of the evening ease off my shoulders as I slipped into the plush booth across from him.“Only when I want to impress someone,” he said, loosening the collar of his crisp black shirt. “Is it working?”I tilted my head, pretending to think. “Hmm. You did show up with flowers and chocolate. That’s at least

Riley’s POV The next morning started like any other. Emails. Deadlines. Caleb barking something about last-minute press notes. But Jax—he hadn’t stepped out of his office since he arrived. Not for coffee. Not for his usual post-workout green sludge smoothie. Not even to fire someone, which honestly should’ve been a red flag in itself. He barely looked at me when he called me into his office. Just barked out instructions about an updated shoot schedule, didn’t wait to hear if I had questions, and then waved me off like I was a receptionist dropping off dry cleaning. “Thanks. You can go now.” Just like that. No eye contact. No follow-up. No snarky remark. No nothing. I walked back to my desk, heels clicking a little too loud in the quiet hallway, trying not to let his strange behavior affect me. But it did. I sat down, staring at the same email I’d been trying to reply to for ten minutes, and all I could see was the look on Jax’s face when I stepped into his office. Not angry. N

CHAPTER 29Riley’s POVThe boardroom was buzzing, but Jax hadn’t said a single word since the meeting started and it’s been thirty minutes since Dana had started presenting.“…and with this rollout plan, we estimate a 30% engagement increase by Q4,” Dana concluded, clicking to the final slide with a polished smile. All eyes turned to the head of the table.Jax didn’t move.I blinked, glancing at Caleb, who shot me a worried look, it was subtle but clear.Jax sat back in his chair, elbow on the armrest, hand covering his mouth. His eyes were fixed somewhere over Dana’s head. His jaw was tight while his eyes gazed absentmindedly on nothing.Dana paused and turned to Jax. “Mr. Maddox?”Nothing.Caleb cleared his throat, shifting in his seat. “Jax?”Jax blinked. Slowly. “Hm?”“The rollout,” Caleb said, voice low, like he was trying not to spook him. “You good with it?”Jax glanced at the screen like he’d just realized it was still there. Then he nodded once, curt. “Fine. Whatever.”No que